Gently turning the wine glass in her hand, she asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"
"No one has entered this dark hall for many years." He replied lightly, "And this jug of wine has been placed in the dark room, and no one has ever touched it."
"As for you..." He calmly took a sip of his wine, and didn't continue, Qing Lingling's eyes slashed like ice knives, and that smile was like the cold light on the tip of a knife, and he remained calm.
She smiled silently, staring at her fingers in rapt attention. Since entering this secret palace, she has already been checked by the world's most poisonous pharmacist, the best hidden weapon craftsman, and the best assassin who knows how to assassinate. Poison is just a hair, if it does not belong to her, it has already been picked out.
Indeed, at this moment, no one can poison him to reverse the situation that is not good for her.
but…
She smiled lightly, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were curved, which turned out to be playful and lovely.
"Do you feel chest tightness?" The misty eyes that were born with water vapor fixed on him, and the real expression in her eyes could not be seen clearly after the mist. Sea of Qi?"
He also looked at her, and his face gradually turned slightly blue.
"Since the completion of this secret hall, it has been heavily guarded, and no one has really entered it." She walked away with her hands behind her back, looked back at him with a smile, "But before it was completed?"
He was shocked.
That year, the secret hall was first built, from the blueprint design to the completion of the palace, he never let her intervene, but after the completion, he took her in to have a look.
I still remember that at that time, the pear blossoms in front of the temple fell like light frost, and her silver skirt brushed lightly across the moonlit ground, spinning a beautiful and brilliant flower. In the shadow of the moonlight flowers, she supported the porch pillar and looked back with a smile. That peaceful smile hit.
At that time, the affection was strong.
Is it in such a night when the fragrance of pear blossoms is wafting, or in such a smiling eyes looking at each other, she brushed her slender fingers over the hidden compartment under the jug, planting the poison of assassination many years later
That gentle smile, that swaying eyes, and the warmth of hand in hand when the pear blossoms are gone, are they all just empty flowers in a fantasy dream
He held out his precious heart, intending to share his secret joy with her, but she has quietly left a foreshadowing for the future confrontation between life and death.
That's the same sentence - she has always been his enemy.
Feng Zhi looked at him with a smile on the opposite side, "Your Majesty, do you still think that I was lying just now?"
Ning Yi fixedly looked at her, as if he wanted to find something illusory and soft in her misty eyes, but Feng Zhiwei's eyes remained constant.
"Who said the outcome has been decided, and who said I'm willing to surrender?" She pointed to the outside of the hall and said with a smile, "If I don't come in person, how can I make you upset and drink? Once you die, Tiansheng's army will be in chaos. In the future, it is hard for me to say whether this great river and mountain will belong to Tiansheng or to me." She smiled heartily and flicked her sleeves, "It is enough for me to die here and be buried with you, Emperor Ning! "
Ning Yi looked at her delicate and indifferent silhouette in the light, with his elbow lightly resting on his heart, he didn't know where the pain was, or there was no pain at all, it was just that something was brittle like glass, and he could clearly see it. I heard a "click".
In a trance, it seems that at the South China Sea Wharf that year, she held the baby and opened the curtain with a gentle expression, causing him to imagine. Ten years later, she replied: "Ten years later, who knows what will happen? Maybe strangers meet, maybe nod Maybe it’s still the same today, I worship you at the bottom of the steps, you are far above the steps, maybe... maybe we meet and become enemies."
Ten years later, a word finally became a prophecy.
Slowly raised the sleeves, covered his lips, a little bright red stained the sleeves, his eyes were cold and silently wiped away, and she turned her back at some point, her back was straight and slender, he stared at that back, Suddenly, I felt that if I didn’t ask a question now, I might never have a chance.
"You... have you ever loved me?" It was a difficult question in just a few words.
She paused. Looking back for a while, she smiled sweetly and spoke clearly.
"No."
There was a suffocating silence in the deep hall, and a begonia blooming in full bloom outside the long window suddenly withered silently.
"good".
After a long time, he finally smiled too. The rumored face was peerless, but at this moment, when he smiled, he was not much prettier than that wilting flower.
He didn't look at her any more, but his eyes gradually narrowed, and he clapped his hands lightly.
It was just such a clear and calm sound, and the lingering sound in the hall was still lingering.
There was a sudden echo in the distance, like a mountain-shattering roar, like a sea wave swept by a hurricane, suddenly erecting a thick wall like a giant wall, lying in front of the Golden Palace, instantly suppressing the sound of killing that was approaching step by step.
He smiled slightly, without looking at him, he knew that those vertical and horizontal roads, those corners of the palace, after the applause fell, countless black undercurrents would surge out, that was the elite army he was lurking in, and he would use the shining cold light of hundreds of trained soldiers Blades, to meet those rebels who tried to trample on the imperial power and set their blood-stained military boots on the jade steps.
Now that things are going on, deep affection is no more than life and death, and his precious love for twelve years can no longer be used to water this poisonous poppy.
It is enough to allow her to overturn until today [Missing ending punctuation]
"Hey, I still lost." She looked out of the hall with a relaxed tone, "It's a pity."
"Yeah, it's a pity." He coughed lightly, coughing up blood, "You see, even though you left behind this killer move many years ago, even if you killed me, your Dacheng Empire is still doomed Collapsed today."
"It doesn't matter." She smiled, "It is my honor to die with you."
He fixed her eyes on her, and she smiled gracefully, just like the first time he saw her.
He always thought that the difficult management of this half of his life was for the sake of the storms and rainbows in the future, so he supported him to wait patiently for those years, but it turned out that what he thought was just a thought.
He slowly opened his eyes, tightened his fingers, and the jade cup in his palm shattered.
In the blood dripping, he said to the air indifferently, "Come here."
In the four corners of the hall, several figures flashed like ghosts.
She glanced up, then turned around calmly, her long eyelashes drooping down, covering her dark and changing eyes.